Wushi Seal's Aura!

"Zhao Yan'er's realm actually shows faint signs of a breakthrough. She might even complete her breakthrough before the Peak Competition. She was hiding her strength!"

"Heh, I just didn't expect Ning Fan to force Zhao Yan'er to this extent. He managed to force out one of her trump cards."

"If Ning Fan were given a bit more time, he might become a formidable opponent for us. Fortunately, the Peak Competition is right before our eyes, so he has no more time to grow."

"..."

Voices of discussion rang out. Regardless of whether Ning Fan won or lost this wagered duel, his performance was shocking enough.

"But as for what comes next..."

"Ning Fan is probably in trouble."

Someone spoke up.

The others slowly nodded, tacitly agreeing with that person's words for no other reason than-

Spiritual Qi.

This was Zhao Yan'er's advantage. When it came to a clash of martial skills, realm and spiritual power were the main factors deciding victory or defeat.

The advantages in physical body and strength became less important.

"Wait, the Pressure around Zhao Yan'er is still rising."

"That martial skill of hers is..."

Many people sensed the anomaly. The Pressure spilling from Zhao Yan'er had already surpassed a Middle Grade Profound Rank martial skill.

Could it be High Grade?!

Or perhaps Top Grade?!

"Nine Netherworld Claw."

Zhao Yan'er murmured to herself. As her voice fell, a deep, nether light coalesced in front of her. That profound light seemed to rise from the nine nether hells, exuding a chilling and ethereal aura.

The dark light condensed into the shape of a claw. Even while held back and unreleased, it made Ning Fan feel an indescribable pressure.

"..."

Ning Fan's gaze was extremely profound. This strike was likely the strongest technique he had ever faced head-on in his cultivation path.

He absolutely could not underestimate it!

"A Top Grade Profound Rank martial skill!"

Ning Fan muttered, enunciating the exact grade of the martial skill Zhao Yan'er was utilizing. Top Grade Profound Rank was a considerably high tier.

"..."

Ning Fan suddenly frowned. That wasn't right. Holding a personal disciple token, he had browsed Yin Yang Peak's Martial Skills Pavilion from top to bottom. Even if he couldn't memorize every martial skill in the pavilion, he knew all the Top Grade Profound Rank skills.

He had studied every single one of them to see if they suited his own cultivation. Where exactly did this Profound Rank martial skill, which resonated so perfectly with Zhao Yan'er, come from!?

"Giggle..."

Seeing Ning Fan's stunned expression, Zhao Yan'er couldn't help but laugh charmingly, gazing at him with a sweet smile.

"Little darling, have you forgotten?"

"Your Senior Sister here is a personal disciple."

"Not only can I enjoy the cultivation resources of Yin Yang Peak, but I can also receive aid from my Master."

"..."

Ning Fan blanked for a moment, then immediately understood.

This martial skill.

It must have come from Zhao Yan'er's Master, the Peak Master of Yin Yang Peak, Gui Yazi.

"Little darling, if you admit defeat now, you can suffer a little less physical pain."

"Come!"

A chilling light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes.

"Then, take this!!"

"Nine Netherworld Claw!"

Zhao Yan'er suddenly thrust her palm forward. The dark spectral claw in front of her hurtled toward Ning Fan, seemingly devouring much of the light in the space it tore through.

"..."

Ning Fan's fingers constantly formed seals in front of his chest. Profound and mysterious marks flew from his fingertips. As the final hand seal fell, a mark radiating an ancient, desolate charm coalesced in front of him.

A Half-Step Earth Rank martial skill-

Wushi Seal!

"Come!"

Ning Fan roared, violently pushing his palm forward. The human seal expanded wildly in the wind, swelling to half the size of a person. In the next moment, the white-glowing human seal collided with the dark demonic claw.

"Boom-"

A muffled explosion rang out. A terrifying tide of spiritual power rippled outward from the point of impact. Weaker martial artists standing near the edge of the arena were even blown away by this spiritual power tide.

It was enough to show the terrifying might of their techniques.

Stalemate!

After colliding with the demonic claw, the human seal fell into a deadlock. For a time, no one could tell who would win.

"Is this the martial skill that the disciple Ning Fan comprehended from the ruins of Changming Peak?!"

"Back then, Ning Fan relied on that very martial skill to defeat Zhao Qi, who possessed a Combat Constitution. That alone shows the terror of this strike."

"I heard it was a Profound Rank martial skill, but based on estimates, it should have already touched the level of Half-Step Earth Rank."

"But even if it is Half-Step Earth Rank, that shouldn't be enough for Ning Fan to match Personal Disciple Zhao as an equal, right???"

"..."

Murmurs rang out one after another.

The gap between Top Grade Profound Rank and Half-Step Earth Rank was not large, but the difference in realm between Ning Fan and Zhao Yan'er was nearly four layers.

A full half a major realm. The gap in cultivation base was obviously far greater.

"..."

Trapped in the stalemate, Zhao Yan'er furrowed her brows tightly. The power of Ning Fan's strike exceeded her expectations, and it wasn't just the grade of the martial skill.

It was his spiritual power!

The spiritual power Ning Fan executed did not seem like something a Fourth Layer Profound Extreme Realm martial artist could possess. Or rather, for a Fourth Layer Profound Extreme Realm martial artist to have such a degree of spiritual power, they would need to possess a cultivation method of at least the Half-Step Earth Rank!

How was that possible!?

"..."

Zhao Yan'er shook her head, tossing the doubts to the back of her mind. The most urgent matter was to defeat Ning Fan!!!

"It's still not enough!!!"

Zhao Yan'er shouted loudly, surging the spiritual power in her body further. The spiritual power in her meridians rushed like a massive river.

It made Zhao Yan'er's body feel a pain radiating from the inside out.

At the same time.

"Crack-"

A crisp sound rang out, and everyone immediately looked toward it. The sound came from the point where the demonic claw and the light collided.

"Who is it!?"

Everyone couldn't help but cast their gazes over, wanting to distinguish whose martial skill the sound came from.

After careful observation, the crowd instantly noticed a pitch-black fissure surfacing on the human seal. That sound was precisely the shattering of the human seal.

"Is he unable to hold on?"

"That makes sense."

"The realm gap between Ning Fan and Zhao Yan'er is simply too vast. If Ning Fan's realm could reach the Sixth Layer of the Profound Extreme Realm or even the Fifth, he might have had a chance to fight for it."

"What a pity..."

"..."

Voices of pity rang out. People always had a mood for watching a spectacle. Compared to the expected matter of Zhao Yan'er defeating Ning Fan...

People hoped to see an even greater show.

But it seemed.

Ning Fan would still have to suffer defeat at Zhao Yan'er's hands today.

After all, based on everyone's knowledge of Ning Fan, this Wushi Seal was his greatest reliance. It was highly unlikely for Ning Fan to have any other techniques to turn the tables.

But even if he lost.

Ning Fan's prestige had been established today. From now on, among the younger generation disciples of the entire Yin Yang Divine Sect, no one would be ignorant of the name 'Ning Fan'!

Furthermore, based on Ning Fan's performance today, he would not be at an absolute disadvantage in his relationship with Zhao Yan'er. After cultivating for a period of time, there was a high probability that Ning Fan would turn the tables and gain the upper hand.

"Huff-"

Feeling the human seal shattering, Ning Fan took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

"Lose?"

"No, I, Ning Fan, will not admit defeat!"

"Wushi Seal."

"Lend me your aura!"

"..."

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